Chapter 66: Chapter 66: Frequently Hungover
In the Marquis Mansion, where Su Yan had nothing specific to do, she either practiced martial arts or practiced her writing.
One poem after another she wrote on the pristine rice paper before she spoke distractedly,
“Let him be, it has nothing to do with us.”
“But when the Marquis gets drunk, the servants suffer.
Last night, Dong’er was delivering hangover soup to the Marquis and accidentally spilled it on him.
Then he was beaten with forty staffs, and now he lies on the bed, barely alive, looking so pitiable.”
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Su Yan’s hand paused, and her long eyelashes drooped slightly.
Ever since Aunt Lan died, Chu Yuxiao often stayed drunk and his temper beca increasingly unpredictable.
One mont he might be laughing, and the next, he could kill soone.
Su Yan knew his heart was growing colder by the day, and he was becoming more ruthless.
Because in this world, he no longer had relatives, he was left alone…
So, he vented all his resentnt and hatred on others.
“Take so silver and go call a doctor for Dong’er in a while.”
“Princess, you’re such a kind person, I thank you on behalf of Dong’er.”
Jin Lan smiled joyfully, having achieved her aim.
Su Yan shook her head with a smile, fully aware of this girl’s intentions.
It had been almost a month since she arrived at the Marquis Mansion, and the gossip-loving Jin Lan had already beco close with the maids here.
Seeing soone hurt, she was bound to feel sad, so she ca to extort her for silver…
Fortunately, she had plenty of silver, she wasn’t worried about being extorted.
Even if she ran out of silver, she could always get more from Chu Yuxiao…
“Princess, what poem are you writing? I’ve never seen it before,” Jin Lan asked, tilting her head in confusion.
Jin Hua, who was cutting paper, also ca over curiously and began to read,
“Lotus fragrance vanishing in autumn’s jade mat, she lightly unties her silk gown, alone on the orchid boat.
Who sends a brocade letter through the clouds? When the geese return, the moon fills the western chamber, flowers drift away in the water’s flow, one kind of longing, two places of idle sorrow.
This feeling cannot be dispelled by any ans, just as the brows unfold, it mounts to the heart.”
After reading, she looked at Su Yan with uncertainty and hesitantly asked, “Princess, why do you write such poems?”
Is this not a poem expressing longing?
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